New York was good for things like my adulthood ( Read more... )

I'm grateful for the maker's mark, confounded by familial relations, abject to technicalities, keen on details, fine with word processing, in need of a poetic thesaurus, upset that I missed a good show, still drunk from Joanna's voice, and probably flicking through my humors like an imp with a viewfinder, watching real life three dimensions still ( Read more... )

For New Years, I lost weight and deleted myspace.

For New Years, I visited my family:

I made dinner with help from the Chelsea Market.

I made fun time with the help from friends.

I made a night of it on New Years.

I made a bad choice in footwear.

I made a picture album on facebook, you can see my pricey polaroids.

We go for a walk up where trespassers are threatened, and then back down the hill to the chapel ( Read more... )

I wobbled in at 3 am after a night out, and this made today an even longer day, but in the scheme of things, just another crazy day as usual ( Read more... )

Pictures taken in the days before earth leans back from the sun at just the right angle distinguish themselves ( Read more... )

My sisters and I have very sharp canines, which stand apart from the rest of our teeth.

Here's how to make me happy.

1. Donate to Nothing But Nets, a funds initiative set up by the URJ and the UN to purchase mosquito netting for Sub-Saharan families. A Prevention v. Cure deal: $10 buys mosquito nets preventing malaria, $1,000,000,000 buys malarial treatments that ultimately fail.

2. A copy of Pablo Neruda's Odes to Common Things
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my type my type my type is not the type that likes my type ( Read more... )

Some of the boys in the afternoon group of students like to change two at a time in the bathroom ( Read more... )